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Chapter 1022: The Music of Hell (Part 2)(2/2)

Behind the exposed visor was a resolute and courageous young face, with eyes like flames. He roared from the depths of his throat, revealing a burning murderous intent.

"Clang clang clang!"

The light of the sword and the edge of the sword entangled and collided.

Special bullets follow.

At that moment, Zhao Sheng raised his left hand and violently held it empty, and a strong concussive force exploded, twisting and shattering the bullet as it grew larger.

The real killing move has arrived!

Without warning, Wei Shengli, who was supposed to be displaying his abilities from a distance, suddenly approached Zhaosheng. The sledgehammer surrounded by platinum light was tightly grasped in his palm, and he aimed it at Zhaosheng's head and smashed it hard.

Perfect containment; perfect surprise attack;

The interlocking tactics show the combat effectiveness of this Dark Sword team.

However!

When the sledgehammer with awe-inspiring force dented Zhao Sheng's forehead, Wei Shengli's heart was overwhelmed by sudden panic, only for the moment when wisps of violent flames rolled out.

He then understood that they had been fooled.

The Zhaosheng in front of him turned out to be a fake person.

A person's way also controls his body.

Behind the sword-wielding warrior, a ball of forest green fire appeared, twisting and changing, and suddenly transformed into the Zhaosheng Ghost King. He grinned, the smile was so terrifying, and the curves on both sides of his lips were full of evil.

The steel palm gently pressed on the sword-wielding warrior's back.

The terrifying power of shock swept out immediately, and the obsession armor worn by the soldier shattered under the load, as if being hit by a high-speed giant ship, and the whole person flew out instantly.

In the blink of an eye, Zhaosheng first broke the siege of Wei Shengli and others, and then beat a Dark Sword warrior to death. The sudden turn of the situation was beyond everyone's expectations.

At this moment, Wei Shengli happened to have his back to Zhaosheng.

The cold and evil aura bit him like a gaping maw of an abyss. The light around him disappeared faster and faster, and his body became colder and stiffer.

The sharp and deadly blade was getting closer and closer to his neck.

"roll!"

At the critical moment, a powerful spiritual storm slammed into the Zhaosheng Ghost King.

A silent loud noise erupted.

The cold lingering deep in Wei Shengli's bones was instantly suppressed.

In an instant, Wei Shengli's eyes were filled with an almost crazy intensity. His cold and numb hands tightly grasped the handle of the hammer. The propeller on his back erupted with red and blue flames. He twisted his body violently and swung the sledgehammer towards Zhao Zhao.

Holy fight.

This time, the giant hammer was firmly reflected on Zhao Sheng's cheek.

The face that had been injured by the knife was completely sunken, but the green flames burning in the eye sockets suddenly stopped.

The evil and depraved aura immediately turned into a terrifying demonic shadow, like an outstanding hunter, directly grabbing the will in the spiritual storm and suddenly crossing time and space to descend!

"Who are you telling to get out, bug!"



In a gap in the mountain wall two hundred meters away from the battlefield.

This is one of the few places that has not been eroded by the forest-green sea of ​​fire. Dark sword warriors wearing silver-gray obsessional weapons hide here, using secret techniques to completely restrain their aura.

The warrior's eyes were slightly closed, and his strong mental power allowed him to clearly see every move of both sides in the fierce battle.

But he also didn't expect that Zhao Sheng's counterattack would come so violently and quickly. Seeing that the captain was about to encounter something unexpected, he quickly pushed his abilities to the limit.

"roll!"

The powerful spiritual storm immediately set off a terrifying force, directly beating away the Zhaosheng Ghost King.

Immediately afterwards, when the soldier saw Wei Shengli turning around and swinging his hammer, a thankful thought occurred to him: "Fortunately, the captain was saved."

"Insect, I found you."

But at this moment, which was less than the blink of an eye, Zhaosheng's cold and joking voice sounded clearly in the warrior's ears.

At first, this voice was very weak, overlapping with the mental storm, like an auditory hallucination, but it immediately completely overwhelmed all sounds, and every word was deafening!

The Dark Sword warrior was so dizzy that his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes. His upright body immediately collapsed to the ground, and he suddenly felt that the crevice in the mountain where he was hiding was going to crush him into a meat pie.

The next second, the noisy sound suddenly became quiet.

The soldier gasped desperately, his chest was violently pulled like a bellows, and beads of sweat oozed from his skin. Suddenly, he looked up as if feeling something, and his heart suddenly stopped.

At some point, a demonic shadow burning with fire stood in the air, six eyes staring directly at the Dark Sword warrior, with greedy and evil eyes filled with indifference.

"What the hell is this."

The soldier who met the eyes of the demonic shadow saw the blood in his eyes getting thicker and thicker, and veins of fear covered his cheeks. His body could not stop trembling, and the obsessional weapons wrapped around his body could not bring him any sense of security.

He seems to be the evil and terrifying itself!

The warrior has never seen or heard of such an existence. The fear arising from the essential level of life gradually draws away the warrior's spiritual power, feeling that he is about to turn into a burning torch.
Chapter completed!
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